• 标题:Gooder
  • 歌手:Young Money
  • 专辑:We Are Young Money
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    [00:-2.00]Young Money - Gooder

    (Jae Mills:)
    Sittin on the toilet, smokin' on sum medicated
    Countin' loose thousands I'm living good dey aggrivated
    Two things on my mind one is to keep stylin'
    N tha second is to keep gettin more of this shit I'm countin'
    Call me j20 I flow like a fountain
    N I swear I beat da beat up til dat bitch start ouchin
    Keep them bitches asses bouncin
    Be flyer like a falcon
    Comparin' them to I is like a pebble to a mountain
    I'm a uptown flame thrower young money fire starter
    I had to sign to Wayne I'm from the same place as the carter
    Harlem
    N I ain't like none of these otha niggas
    I get it I spend it yo husband on a budget misses
    Young Money cloud gang we so above you niggas
    Besides these groupies after these shows who fuckin' wit us?
    You might as well have a badge the way you cuff dem bitches
    I slut dem bitches n back to the dough like fuck dem bitches
    (Wayne:)
    Times ain't the same
    Shit done gone bad
    But nigga we good
    Nigga we good den a ma fucka
    Den a ma fucka
    Dis for my ma fuckas
    We run dis ma fucka
    So fuck dem niggas n fuck dem hoes
    Money talks
    We say hello
    N I'm soo
    I'm soo
    Young Mula Baby
    (Gudda Gudda:)
    Ok it's too much paper, n not enough hands to count it
    Paper coming in money never going outward,
    It's Young Money yea I here alotta niggas doubt me
    This here is gods work ain't nothing you can do about it
    So nigga join the team or you can catch the side line
    Or just get out the game or get hit from the blind side
    We makin' money while you niggas makin' petty quotes
    You can make it rain we make it flood like the levy broke
    It's all about the paper money controls my where-abouts
    About a year from now I'm tryna break dat new mclaren out
    Wheels of fortune on the whip phantom white in it
    Bitch shotgun prolly be ya wife in it
    Hustle year round nothin come n front of dat
    Rap real estate n work I can make a ton wit dat
    Pay me in advance I'm not comin' bitch
    Like pain Wayne n mack maine I got money bitch
    N I'm soo, I'm soo, I'm soo... (Young Mula Baby)
    (Mack Maine:)
    Bitch I'm Mack Maine!
    Young Money underboss
    U don't wanna come a cross
    Money doin summer saults
    Bentley on yellow daunts
    Stuntin' on dem hoes it ain't me it's the money fault
    Still make it rain get struck by a money bolt
    What it is doe?
    I know what it ain't
    Yall go hard
    I go to the bank
    Check my check stubs
    Bitch it's Mack Maine
    Young Money up n runnin'
    Join the campaign
    Bend a bitch over pull sum money out her ass
    I'm tired of the game
    Cuz it ain't wat it was
    Dat chopper so close I can give dat bitch a hug
    N a gangsta need love so I keep a gangsta bitch
    I got dat dope dick derre ain't a bitch I can't addict
    N I'm lookin at the game
    I roll my eyes
    I looked at the clock n her hands were tied
    Bcuz the times ain't the same